After sitting around for an hour or two, Paul headed to uni to run some errands and I walked the four-ish blocks back to the apartment that we have now seemingly successfully rented (yay). We're close to campus and quite a few fraternity and sorority houses - on my walk home, I saw two guys on the roof of one of the frat houses throwing an entire ream of paper into the air. Why? Who knows? Why even ask? Unfortunately I didn't get my camera out in time to snap all the paper flying around the street, and I didn't stop to look so I'm not sure what it was they were throwing. Mysterious!
After a pleasant afternoon of leisure (reading this) and a sweaty and painful 40 minutes with Jillian, it was time to take on the next meal of the day. All I can say is, thank god I worked out.
In what has become something of a Wednesday tradition (two in a row is a tradition, surely), we headed to Shari's for pie. I have made it my mission to try all the pies on the Shari's menu - last week we sampled ("sampled" seems such a moderate word!) the Peanut Butter Chocolate Pie (obviously my first choice), and the Cherry Pie. This week, we decided on the classic Apple Pie and the decidedly un-traditional S'Mores Pie. Why doesn't every pie have marshmallow on top, I ask?
Let this be a lesson to you all - if you are planning to get maximum enjoyment out of your pie (and your digestive system), do not get over-excited and gleefully slam down a peanut butter chocolate thickshake while you're waiting for the pie to arrive. You will have to push your bloated stomach home like a shopping cart full of potatoes, bemoaning your ill-conceived milkshake fervour all the way. Trust me.
I am taking this as a sign that the universe has a sense of humour - this morning, I awoke ready to eat another day, and there were Shari's coupons in the mailbox.
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